PROLOGUE
What are you?
Why are you?
I always asked myself these questions for as long as I can remember. Not that I wanted to, I was forced to.
To think. To leave. To be confused.
What will you do if your whole existence was a question? What will you do on learning that you are not what you were born to be?
What does it make you?
A freak? A taboo? An abnormality? An outcast?
Will you keep on questioning? Will you try to look for the answers?
Why was I even born? Why was I left alone? Why do they look at me like I am a disease?
I lost everything. I suffered. I was sad and hurt all this time.
Then why? Why?
It was not my fault then why was I blamed for everything? Why do I keep hearing one thing over and again? Why did I have to leave?
Why?
What did I do to deserve this? What did I do to go through the humiliation and pain?
Why does it not ever make sense?
I don’t even make sense to me.
I can’t decide what the worst of all was. My decision to return that time or leave!
It seemed like the biggest mistake of my life. I should have known better than blindly trusting that anonymous letter.
It changed everything for me. Everything.
Now I am trapped and my worst nightmare is someone I could have never imagined existed.
Damien Knight Castillo.
I never visited hell but thanks to him and his vicious obsession to destroy me that I will become its permanent resident. He left no chance and he won’t.
Bless my soul if it survived his wrath.
another journey begins
super excited to reread it
I'm going on vacation for two days and when I'll be back I'm starting this... Your second baby my favorite author ❣️